Aug 15 2022, 06:29 PM
ITS NOT SURPRISING that Tourmaline finds herself on the hunt again. Hunger is a fact of life, like thirst, exhaustion, and passing of time, marked all by the cyclical dimming and brightening of the cave lights. It's become familiar, in the past cycles, how it all comes around and goes around.
So as she traverses the moss-lined tunnels, she reaches out with her magic, hoping to find some sort of Lesser Gembound to take down, and drag into a nook to eat. Is anything there? she asks herself and her magic.
So as she traverses the moss-lined tunnels, she reaches out with her magic, hoping to find some sort of Lesser Gembound to take down, and drag into a nook to eat. Is anything there? she asks herself and her magic.